Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

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Jasper hadn’t even finished his flattery when Yvette coldly interrupted, saying, “I’m hanging up.”

Although Yvette wasn’t short on money, she only spent it where needed–case in point,

Jubilife Research Institute’s chip development, which was a bottomless pit. Just yesterday, she had poured in 50 million dollars.

Yvette definitely didn’t have spare money to lend Jasper.

“Yvette, please, you can’t just leave me hanging like this…”

Yvette was annoyed by his sobbing. She said, “Go ask Wilson.”

“I wouldn’t dare…” The mere mention of Wilson’s name caused Jasper’s expression to fall, revealing his guilty conscience.

He couldn’t bring himself to tell Wilson that he had entered a car race and ended up losing 5% of Quinn Corporation’s shares. It was simply too humiliating!

Yvette raised an eyebrow. “What did you do that you need so much money?”

“I–I raced cars at an underground racing track and made a bet, but I lost. The wager was 5% of Quinn Corporation’s shares,” Jasper admitted, his regret palpable. “If I don’t hand over the shares, I’ll have to pay them in cash instead…”

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Yvette was quite familiar with such settings. They were basically places of utter chaos and mayhem, full of shady characters. The people there likely won using underhanded tactics.

She didn’t usually meddle in such matters, but she was protective of her own. Since someone had the audacity to mess with her people, she was going to handle it herself.

“Give me the address.” Yvette’s tone was indifferent, but it somehow made people want to comply with her instructions.

“Yvette, I’m right at

I’m right at-” Jasper began to provide the address, then suddenly realized what he was doing. He asked, “Yvette, you’re not coming, are you? You’re just a fragile girl, you won’t be able to solve anything-”

Yvette couldn’t be bothered to talk further and hung up.

A quick 20 minutes later, her motorcycle stopped steadily at the entrance of the underground racing track.

“Yvette, you really came?”

Jasper felt a headache coming on as soon as he saw her. He looked utterly dejected. “Yvette, there’s nothing you can do here. I really did lose to them!”

If only he had controlled himself earlier instead of impulsively betting in response to their provocation, then he wouldn’t have dragged Yvette into this mess.

“I made this mess, so I should clean it up myself” Jasper’s words were cut short by an arrogant voice.

“Jasper, you promised you’d honored the bet, but now you’ve brought a chick here? What’s the meaning of this?”

Yvette’s eyes turned colder at that disrespectful remark. She removed her helmet, and her long, wavy hair fell on her shoulders, accentuating her already stunning features. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Carson Shaw and the others who had been jeering earlier were now utterly astonished. They were unable to tear their eyes away.

“Where’d you find such a gorgeous woman, Jasper?”

“Yeah, we’ve seen plenty of beauties, but never one like her…”

Carson’s eyes gleamed with lust. “Jasper, if you hand her over to me, I’ll give you an

extension. You can take your time repaying the debt-”

“Do you want to die or something?” Before Carson could finish his sentence, Jasper stormed over and kicked him in the shin.

“That’s my sister–in–law!”

Carson and his men were notorious playboys in Jubilife, relying on their powerful families to get away with almost everything. They didn’t fear Jasper, but they were terrified of Wilson.

When they heard what Jasper said, their faces turned pale with fear. If this happened under any other circumstances, Carson would’ve jumped up and fought Jasper after being kicked. But now, he was too scared to do anything.